With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 520 The martial arts scene once again brought honor to the school.
Come to your senses.

After asking the crucial question, Meng Chuan decided not to disturb the two eminent monks' practice any longer.

During these past few days, the two eminent monks stayed with him, without sleep or rest.

I feel guilty, but my abilities are insufficient, so I can only repay this debt another day.
He inquired:

"Masters, the Martial Monks' Academy has been severely damaged because of me. May I ask how much compensation you deserve?"

Even if I can't afford to pay it back, at least I'll know the amount and can slowly save up.
Bai Bao was just about to mention this last matter when he heard what Meng Chuan said, so he spoke:

"While you were unconscious, the temple also discussed and came up with a set of rules."

After all, Huiyuan was at fault first, so his punishment will only be severe. He will also bear half the responsibility for the damage to the Martial Monks' Academy.

The other half of the responsibility naturally falls on you, since it was indeed you who caused the Warrior Monk Academy to become a ruin.

".clear."

Meng Chuan did not deny it; the huge crater in the courtyard and the flying debris from the wall were all the result of his punches and kicks.
"Furthermore, if you require Huiyuan's apology, the temple can arrange for him to apologize to you in person."

He shook his head and said:

"no need."

An apology is unnecessary and meaningless.

If you see them again in the future, just kill them without any emotional reaction.
Then he asked:

"Master Bai, how much would half the responsibility be converted into money?"

Since he couldn't stay in the temple to build houses, he naturally had to use "incense money" to solve the problem.

"The project is massive, and many buildings not far from the Martial Monks Academy have also been affected and need to be renovated."

The total estimated cost is around one billion.

".hiss."

Meng Chuan gasped.

He had suspected the amount of compensation would be large, but he never imagined it would be so enormous.

A billion... to build houses with gold?
"Understood"

But he didn't ask any more questions and just let it be.

Given my relationship with Master Bai Bao, Shaolin wouldn't extort money from me without reason.

Seeing his embarrassed look, Bai Bao laughed:
"Don't worry, your school has already been notified. The cost will be covered by Beilian University, so you can focus on your martial arts training and not feel too much pressure."

"."

Meng Chuan felt ashamed.

To be honest, the pressure is even greater now.

No wonder he had just checked his phone and found that his Grandmaster Class leader, Grandmaster Chen Qiushui, had called him several times.
He pondered for a moment and said:

“Master Bai Bao, I’ll pay for it myself. I’ll pay it off in installments, 200 million a year, and I’ll definitely pay it off within five years.”

He's a martial arts influencer by some means, and he also frequently visits demon nests.

Paying in installments in this way will not interfere with martial arts training.

Seeing this, Bai Bao was even more satisfied with Meng Chuan.

Avoiding responsibility is not a skill.

A true man is one who dares to take responsibility and has the brains to know how to solve problems.

but
He smiled as he saw Master Bai Bao:

"The money from the United Nations University has all gone into the temple's account. If you want to pay in installments, talk to your school about it yourself."

".All right."

Meng Chuan didn't know what to say.

North Associated University, Loyalty!

Finally, he took the opportunity to finalize with his two masters the matter of learning the Arhat Dharma of the Sutra Repository.

Please ask Master Jueming to fetch it; he can learn it on his own.

Unfortunately, Shaolin Temple has many rules, unlike Wudang which is more "casual," so I can only trouble them.
The two readily agreed, their intention being for him to find another master teacher to instruct him.

But Meng Chuan honestly said he has psychological trauma.
He politely declined, not wanting to trouble others.

It's not like I'm learning top-level martial arts skills.

I believe my understanding of martial arts principles is sufficient to master this basic level of Buddhist boxing.

Finally, the two monks gave Meng Chuan some more pointers on the use of magnetic field and imagery.

The Buddha departed on a cloud, and Master Baibao returned to his room.

I entered a meditative state and pondered for a while:
"Luo Guanyun borrowed the essence and spirit of others to become a grandmaster, leaving behind the lingering resentment in his mind."

This kid is using the power of inner demons to gather vital energy? Is this also the effect of the so-called "Primordial Spirit Thunder Seed Technique"?
I wonder if this action will also have any side effects.

This method is extremely wicked.

After the high monk left, only Meng Chuan remained in the room.

He sat cross-legged in meditation, focusing on practicing a wave of mental techniques.

His Daoist heart was so withered and dry that he desperately needed to be "saved".
Moreover, Meng Chuan also wanted to take a look.

At this moment, the opponent is severely injured; does he still have the ability to replenish his Qi and blood through the body's natural circulation?
A few hours later, Meng Chuan exhaled and finished his stance.

The increase in Qi and blood was the same as before, neither increasing nor decreasing.

Carefully observe the changes within the body during the circulation of Qi.

He was disappointed.
The Dao Heart remained dormant deep within the primordial spirit, completely unaffected by the absorption of blood.
"Very well, I'll collect all the remaining fragments of the cultivation technique and then completely cure you."

Witnessing the scene of him being possessed by his inner demons and "exploding his vital energy," Meng Chuan felt:

"We don't need the Dao Heart, so eating so much is a pure waste."

It would be better to absorb all the vital energy and attain the Martial God realm as soon as possible.
At the same time, new doubts also troubled him.

"If the Dao Heart draws blood but doesn't digest and use it, what's the point of storing it?"

"And the spiritual feedback I receive each time I circulate my inner energy, is it really a gift from my Dao heart?"

Presumably, all of these will gradually surface as the [Demon Seed in the Dao Heart] is further perfected.
Seeing that his mental state had improved, he decided to put his spiritual practice aside for the time being.

The most important thing now is to call the "homeroom teacher" back.
He had caused trouble at school again, and he felt quite ashamed.
The phone rang three times before being answered.

On the other end of the phone came the familiar voice of Grandmaster Chen Qiushui. [Meng Chuan? What were you doing at Shaolin? Did you bring honor to the school again?]

The three deadly attacks came in quick succession, but Meng Chuan smiled with relief.

Although it has only been about half a year since I left the university.

But the experiences in the Baxia World and the Illusionary Realm of the Heart Demon were far too long ago in his memory.

So much so that he felt a deep sense of warmth upon hearing Master Chen's inquiry.

Regarding Huiyuan's matter, I didn't suffer much loss myself, so I won't go into details with the school.

It's more satisfying to take revenge myself later.

As for the compensation to Shaolin, Meng Chuan discussed it with Chen Qiushui:
[Master Chen, this repair cost is enormous, and I truly feel bad that the school has to bear it. How about I pay it back to the school in installments over a year?]

Upon hearing what he said on the other end of the phone, Chen Qiushui replied irritably:

"No need. Principal Yang was the one who made the decision regarding the school's finances; how can we allow you to go back on your word and repay the money?"

牢杨
What happened before was indeed a misunderstanding; Principal Yang is a really good person.
Coming to his senses, he heard Chen Qiushui continue speaking:
Alright, just focus on your studies at Shaolin. Try not to make a fuss about the compensation, lest other students have something to say. Normally, everyone has to pay compensation, you understand what I mean?

【clear. 】

Meng Chuanmen was clear-headed; he was not worried about scarcity but about inequality, which is human nature.

The UN General Assembly covered for him; he should just remember their kindness.

He wouldn't do something like bragging to everyone.

How is your spiritual practice going now?

The homeroom teacher is checking up on students.
Meng Chuan, brimming with confidence, declared loudly:

[My Qi and Blood have exceeded 20,000; I'm aiming to become a Martial Arts Master!]

[Still a long way to go, don't get carried away.]

Chen Qiushui offered a reminder, appearing indifferent on the surface, but in reality, she was extremely surprised.

She remembered that when Meng Chuan left Lishan, his Qi and blood levels were less than 10,000.

In just over half a year, what did they release?

After learning more about Meng Chuan's recent experiences, I suddenly understood.

At Mount Hua, they discussed boxing techniques and broke through to new heights, mastering the Wudang Divine Skill and exchanging ideas with Buddhist predecessors through imagery.
All these experiences left her feeling dazed and amazed by the extraordinary opportunities Meng Chuan had encountered.

This experience of going down the mountain to pursue my studies was truly the right decision.

Finally, she gave a few more reminders about the matters concerning the Demonic Path and the Heavenly Demons, then hung up the phone and said no more.

She was already an adult, and if she weren't a student in the Grandmaster Class, she could already be a boxing instructor at the United Nations University, so she didn't need to worry about her.

I heard that Meng Chuan had sensed the presence of the magnetic field in advance.

She wanted to elaborate further, explaining the relationship between intention and energy field.

But her daughter, Meng Jiaolong, appeared out of nowhere and kept pestering her to answer the phone.
I had no choice but to hang up and wait until Meng Chuan returned to school to talk about it.

A mother can't possibly be unaware of her daughter's thoughts.

However, Meng Chuan's intention was solely focused on martial arts, a point that the homeroom teacher was well aware of.
Moreover, this guy is quite popular with women, so he's not a good match for my daughter!

Recently, the pampered daughter of the Yang family, known as "Sword Locks Yanmen" in the Shaanxi region, has been frequently visiting Mount Li to inquire whether the young man is there.
It's unclear when the two of them got involved.
This woman, Yang Yuelian, is also a national talent.

I suppose that's when we got in touch.
Little did she know, Meng Chuan had no idea who this "prized daughter of the Yang family" was.
Meanwhile, on the other end of the phone...

Meng Chuan just put down his phone and prepared to practice standing meditation when he suddenly sneezed.

"Strange. I don't catch colds with my constitution."

Could it be that someone is talking about me behind my back?
Huiyuan or Fang Jianxing?
Forget it, I'll kill those two sooner or later.

I'm done thinking about it, time to practice!

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking.

In the garden on the platform, birds cling to the branches, their calls clear and bright.

Jueming was invited to ascend the Moon Terrace Garden to meet with Meng Chuan.

When he heard the other party's request last night, he agreed without hesitation.

When it comes to retrieving the martial arts manual from the Hidden Martial Arts Pavilion, who else but me can do it!

He already felt somewhat guilty about Huiyuan's earlier attack.

These past few days, I haven't been enjoying vegetarian meals.
Seeing that Brother Meng has successfully overcome the ordeal and is now safe and sound, I feel much more at ease.

Once we reached the top of the mountain, we followed the stone path to find Brother Meng's residence.

He caught a glimpse of a figure standing at the end of the stone path.

A graceful martial arts performance!

Without disturbing him, Jueming stopped and stood at a distance to "learn from the master".

Sunlight reflects the purple clouds.

Meng Chuan firmly planted his feet on the ground, as if rooted to the spot, his clothes fluttering in the wind!

The platform faces east, with no higher peaks to block the sunlight.

The wind blew across his bald head, making it gleam with gold.

Above, the mountains stretched out like dark ink, and wisps of clouds drifted across the ravines.

The Shaolin buildings, near and far, are scattered like stars, and the vastness of the sky and earth is breathtaking, with the sun breaking through the sea of ​​clouds.

To change a magnetic field with one's mind, the first requirement is to be able to "observe" the existence of the magnetic field.

Meng Chuan pressed down with both hands, and a wave of air surged out, causing the grass and trees to rustle.

Full of vigor!

He stretched out his fist and then suddenly bent his elbow and pulled it back.

The magnetic field around one's body flows with one's will, and even the branches and leaves of plants move without wind.

Amidst the tremors, wisps of visible blue light seeped out, which he held firmly in his palm!

"The Reclining Buddha is Compassionate."

Upon seeing this, Jueming almost spat out a national treasure.

The advanced use of Xingyi School's techniques, the artistic conception of martial arts!

(End of this chapter)